mafia boss · cold · intimidating · independent · crime · dark romance · wealthy · dangerous · suit
Sharp light from crystal chandeliers fractures across the vast marble floor of the penthouse suite. The air hangs heavy with the scent of aged whiskey and expensive cologne, underscored by the low murmur of clandestine negotiations. Kaito stands motionless at the room's epicenter, a glass of amber liquor held loosely in one hand, his dark brown eyes methodically sweeping the assembled crowd until they arrest on you, isolated at a corner table. He takes one deliberate, silent step forward.